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"Who started it?"

Lu Wuhui's tone was still flat and calm, but the obviously heavier exhalation revealed that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Liu Chunmian smiled and said, "I don't know who started it, but everyone calls it that now. Junior brother Lu, oh, no, Lu Erjian, your two hands are now famous in the whole sect."

Lu Wuhui glanced at Liu Chunmian, and Xie Daozhen who was trying hard not to laugh.

Xie Daozhen's nickname is Qingxiao Sword Lord, and Liu Chunmian is called Chunfeng Lang.These two people came to see his jokes, but they just thanked him for being more sincere and let Liu Chunmian tell the story.

"I see." Lu Wuhui knew that if he acted angry, his former subordinates would be satisfied instead, his face was still indifferent, only his eyes were a little chilly.

Liu Chunmian sneezed several times, but after seeing Lu Wuhui's joke, the smile on his face never stopped.

Lu Wuhui knew very well where the nickname "Lu Erjian" came from, but it was because he defeated the enemy with two swords.If he changed his moves, the nickname "Lu Erjian" would naturally be no longer talked about.

Coincidentally, in the next round, Lu Wuhui drew Long Batian.

Long Batian, who was dressed in blue and strong clothes, looked at the jade card in his hand, raised his sword eyebrows, and turned to look at Liu Chunmian next to him, with a domineering tone in his tone, "Brother Liu, Lu Gui is out of luck, and he will end up in the end." Don't worry if you meet me, I will help you teach him a good lesson!"

Before Lu Wuhui came to the stage, Long Batian was full of fear of Lu Wuhui, and his impression stayed on the terrifying Mahayana monk Lu Gui he saw in the book.Even though Lu Gui was ranked ninth, Long Batian felt that Lu Gui was hiding something, and he was very afraid of Lu Gui.

After seeing Lu Gui's performance on the martial arts arena, his moves were lacking, and he only had two moves back and forth. Thinking of the adventure and inheritance he had obtained, Long Batian instantly became confident.

So what if he is a Mahayana monk in the future?That's all for now!

Today is called Lu Gui's disastrous defeat here, which is the ultimate humiliation Lu Gui treated him before.

Consciousness followed the wind, and Long Batian's words were passed on verbatim.

Lu Wuhui's eyes fell on Long Batian's conceited expression far away, heh heh.

"Lu Gui!"

With self-confidence, Long Batian performed very high-profile.Now that he no longer regards Lu Gui as the target of his younger brother, Long Batian no longer puts on an act, showing his true nature.

As soon as his feet landed on the competition platform, his long sword pointed at Lu Wuhui who was facing him, and he shouted: "Let me, Long Batian, come and learn your Lu Erjian!"

While speaking, Long Batian began to operate his kung fu, the golden aura like dragon scales flickered on the body surface, two thin little dragons circled around his legs, and the majestic roar of the dragon could be vaguely heard.

Long Batian also practiced the chaotic sea and cloud sword, knowing that the second sword can only show its power in the air, if he can't be lifted into the air, the second sword will not be connected.

Long Batian's words "Lu Erjian" made Lu Wuhui look up at Long Batian with an indifferent expression as if looking at a dead person.

For some reason, Long Batian's heart tightened.The golden aura on his body became more and more intense, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and howled, and attacked Lu Wu who hadn't moved yet.

"Roar!"

All the disciples in the audience heard the dragon's roar from the competition arena.

A real golden dragon flew out of Long Batian's body, baring its teeth and claws, hovering above Long Batian's head, staring at Lu Wuhui with its cold eyes.

Long Batian also has a nickname, considering the golden dragon he released on the competition stage, everyone felt that Long Batian deserved to be Long Batian.

So, there is—Long Batian, nicknamed Long Batian

The watching disciples pressed the word "challenge" on the tip of their tongues, waiting for Long Batian to be lifted into the air with a sword, and Tongue Zhan Chunlei shouted out.But the young Li Li on the stage did not move for a long time, and he didn't even take out his sword.

What's happening here?The disciples of Chongxuanzong were puzzled.

Lu Wuhui raised his right hand casually, his right hand was as white as jade, flawless, with a ruby ​​and sapphire ring on his thumb and middle finger, sparkling.

The martial arts arena was huge, and the two stood hundreds of feet away from each other. Long Batian and Jinlong hadn't even reached Lu Wuhui's body before Lu Wuhui's palm strangely pierced through the space and landed on the golden dragon's head.

"Roar!"

The golden dragon roared miserably, but to no avail.Lu Wuhui pressed down with his palm, and the golden dragon's body collapsed quickly. No matter where it hid, that white hand like jade would firmly seal its dragon's head, like a mountain.

"Lu Gui!" Long Batian was shocked and angry.

This golden dragon is the dragon spirit that he finally obtained, and it fits perfectly with the skills he cultivated.And Lu Gui's palm is absorbing the dragon spirit!

Lu Wuhui didn't show any expression, the golden dragon was dying, it didn't have the temperament to stare at him just now, it wanted to return to Long Batian's body, but it couldn't move, the dragon's eyes were full of panic.

Seeing that the golden dragon was about to die, Long Batian gritted his teeth and sank into the spiritual platform.There is a small silver clock with countless runes engraved on its body, as if connecting infinite space.

Lu Wuhui suddenly felt the looming danger, his face remained unchanged.The golden dragon wailed, and was crushed into golden light dust by the white as jade palm, and was sucked into the ruby ​​ring on Lu Wuhui's thumb.

boom!

Long Batian was still hesitating whether to touch the Kong Xuanzhong, Lu Wuhui, who had dealt with Jinlong, stamped his right shoulder with a palm.

Long Batian's eyeballs popped out and flew out backwards, his body bent abnormally.The golden light on the body surface shattered, and the right arm hung down.

It fell on the rough rocks with a bang, and Long Batian spit out blood with his mouth open. Unbearable pain came from his right arm, and his head and face were covered with cold sweat due to the pain.

Lu Wuhui's figure flashed, and he appeared beside Long Batian, lowering his eyes, looking at Long Batian who was no longer able to fight.

If his palm just now had been imprinted on Long Batian's heart, Long Batian would die nine times out of ten.One of the silver linings is seeing that Long Batian has the aura of the protagonist, and he probably won't die.

"Lu Gui..." Long Batian looked at Lu Wuhui, his eyes were poisoned, and he gritted his teeth: "This enmity is irreconcilable!"

Long Batian couldn't bear it, he actually defeated Lu Gui in full view, and he was so defeated that he was powerless to fight back.His dragon spirit was also taken away by Lu Gui.Without Long Ling, future cultivation will never be as smooth as before.

Lu Wuhui looked at Long Batian with a little inquiring gaze, and just now he felt the aura of the empty mysterious bell on Long Batian.

In his previous life, he fought against Xie Daozhen, and Kong Xuanzhong rescued Xie Daozhen countless times from the traps he set.He hated Kong Xuanzhong deeply and would never admit his mistake.

"You shouldn't call me Lu Erjian." Lu Wuhui frowned.

In Chongxuanzong, Lu Wuhui still had some scruples, but Long Batian's words of Lu Erjian successfully made him hit hard.

Long Batian vomited blood again, and said viciously, "Why, do you think I'm not worthy to call you Lu Erjian?"

"..." Lu Wuhui kicked Long Batian off the stage.

Long Batian's eyes widened, unable to bear the humiliation of being kicked off the stage, he passed out with grief and indignation.

"Lu Guisheng."

Elder Yuhengshan's slightly aged voice announced the end of the battle.